Are You Valued
Growing up I was valued. My mom and my dad Loved me, trusted me and valued me. My friends valued me, but my first wife did not. My kids, well, they were just kids. What the hell do very young kids know about valuing adults?
Work is where, I believe, I was valued the most. I was respected and liked. I gave respect without proof. However, if you lost my respect and trust, I never gave it back. We performed as a team and I acted as one of the team. The only difference was when a decision had to be made, I made it without pause.
My second wife valued me and I valued her, but we had other problems that led to divorce. My Ellen valued me and I valued her. We had a good run until she died. Now I'm 81 and feel the most valued. Joyce values me and I value her. We have a great love affair.
I didn't always feel valued. It wasn't about how others saw me, it was how I saw myself. After the second marriage fell apart, I was at my lowest. I didn't value me (I'm not even sure I liked me). Bob, got me to value myself once again.
What about you? Are you valued? Do your loved ones value you? Do your friends value you? Do YOU value you? If the answer is no to any of the above, get new friends or so called loves ones or get a Bob.
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